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Garage Door Repair Story

Every Friday morning Phyllis had a hair session. This Friday was no different. She gathered her keys, the family checkbook, her handbag and headed for the garage. She pushed the button to open her garage door and … Absolutely nothing happened.

Her regular day had all of a sudden come to be not so regular. Annoyed, she pushed the button a 2nd, then a third time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did everything every lady of the house does when something in the house doesn’t work, she called out to her spouse, Don.

Don, asking himself “exactly what now?” sauntered to the garage to offer aid and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a long time and he always responded to Phyllis’s summons. It was among the keys to their relationship.

He repeated Phyllis’s effort and pushed the button a number of times himself. Darn! The garage door steadfastly refused to budge. Once more he speculated “everything now?” just this time it was directed at the garage door, not Phyllis.

Then Don observed that the two springs at the top of his door didn’t look the same. Nearer examination revealed that one of the springs was broken. “Geesh! Another repair statement! Just everything I need.” thought Don.

“Exactly how am I getting to my hair appointment if the door will not open?” asked Phyllis, “The vehicle is in the garage.” She said, stating the apparent.

Don thought for a moment, then an idea flashed through his head. “Hold on a second, I think I can open the door for you.”

He went to the rope hanging from the garage door opener’s track and gave it a yank. The opener mechanism clicked and lo and behold, the garage door opener was disconnected from the garage door. “Progress!” he thought.

Then he grabbed the garage door handle and pulled. The garage door came up to Don’s knees.

“Give me a hand here, I think we can get the door open.” stated Don. Phyllis dutifully placed both hands under the bottom of the door and lifted. Between the two of them they were able to raise the garage door as far as Phyllis could reach. Enough to get the vehicle out.

Then she let go.

Right away the garage door crashed closed. Don, still holding the door by the handle, tumbled forward into the door, then in reverse into the vehicle. Then he slumped to the garage flooring.

Phyllis shrieked. Don swore. At the very least he was still conscious, however he lay on the cement flooring doing a mental inventory of his body parts.

After a few moments, Don attempted to get up, however his back shrieked, “Don’t!” Don lay between the vehicle and the door questioning just everything to do next.

Phyllis didn’t delay. She had experienced Don’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and knew he had to be injured. Thankfully the 911 operator responded quickly and Don was quickly on the way to the healthcare facility. They had to carry him through the house and out the front door to get him in the ambulance. The whole entire neighborhood watched.

The apparent lesson. Garage doors are heavy. If your door doesn’t work, don’t mess with it. Call a garage door professional.